Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"You are so forgiving."

A voice said in an unfamiliar language in Azathoth's mind, "Using a human body, can you really regard yourself as a human being? Do you really like them so much?"

"..."

Azathoth said something vaguely, and the voice let out a weird laugh after hearing it.

"Well, tolerance is a virtue, we can do anything in our dreams."

"But, remember, don't try to open your eyes."

"Since you plan to restrain yourself to the end, you must restrain your anger, otherwise everything will cease to exist. You know, there have been precedents for this. We don't like copying and pasting. Life with the same body structure and memory It’s no longer our preferred one.”

"gentlemen?!"

Igor's hasty voice dragged Azathoth out of the abyss of rage and boredom.The warm sunshine and emerald green leaves reappeared in front of his eyes, and the wind that blew past carried the smell of moist soil and some undispelled smell of bullets.

"..."

Azathoth didn't speak for a while, feeling that he was still immersed in the desire to destroy in his chest when he had a conversation with the voice that only existed in his mind. There was a trace of unconcealable fear in his eyes.

His heart beat faster twice, urging him to ask: "What's wrong?"

No one answered for a long time.

"Just now your tentacles stretched out again." Igor took a while to maintain a calm tone. He tried his best to ignore the group of limbs he saw just now that seemed to be swarming out from another space. Tearing a huge crack in mid-air, scrambling to meet the fresh air and rich water vapor like a living creature, the gesture makes one can't help but think of a greedy leech, or a prey that wants to grab it Screwed octopus.

"But I don't think you seem to realize that... sorry."

"It's nothing." Azathoth reached out and rubbed his temples, his tone was the same as usual, "I was a little angry just now, did I scare you?"

"No, how could it be." Igor's expression was well controlled, he turned his head and said to Hugo, "I'm rushing to the newspaper office now, if it's convenient, please import detailed information to my mobile terminal. Mr. Warren... ..."

"Just call me Yuri."

"Thank you, Yuri. If you are not interested in this matter, you can go back first, and sir-"

"I'll go and see," Azathoth said.

"You," Igor hesitated for a moment, "don't you plan to take a break?"

"Nixon is your friend."

They looked at each other for two seconds, and Igor compromised: "Okay, you come with me."

"I won't hold back." Yuri raised a hand and said seriously, "I hope everything goes well."

Igor gave him a short smile.

Yeda, who was listening to their conversation, began to command the Red Line Corps to retreat tacitly. Igor didn't care about their next actions, but such a big incident on Capital Star must have something to do with the rescue operation.Strictly speaking, it was against the rules for Azathoth and him to go directly to the explosion site, since they were not official persons after all.But the people present seemed to ignore this point, and let them go to the place where the long-lasting fireworks hung in the sky.

Jeda also ordered someone to hand over a car key.

Igor doesn't want to concentrate on thinking about the meaning behind this move at this time, because it will inevitably involve more complicated interests that are difficult to distinguish between good and bad, all kinds of hints, alliances, transactions, betrayal... He has seen Too many, even people who are not good at this are enough to sum up experience.

Empty your mind and don't think about anything.

Turn on the suspension car engine, the gear speed is automatically adjusted to an appropriate value, the faint blue tail flames ignite, and they fly towards the sky.

The dark red eyes of the young man were flickered by the light, and the stars in the sky turned at an angle, and the color gradually deepened.

"This is my fault."

Halfway along the road, there was still silence in the car, and Azathoth suddenly spoke at this moment.

"The old Arthur knew me. He probably wanted to get something in this way. Nixon Evelyn was just accidentally involved. I didn't expect this."

Igor's heart clenched for unknown reasons.

His mind, which was worried about his friend's safety and couldn't calm down, suddenly cooled down, and the panic that had nowhere to go disappeared a lot, and some more complicated, even sad emotions squeezed out from the chaos of thoughts.

"Don't say that, it's the perpetrator's fault."

"It's my fault." Azathoth didn't walk down the steps, he looked at the mist surrounding the outside through the transparent window glass, and remembered the previous conversation.

’ — there was precedent for this. '

'He's not our favorite anymore. '

"It was the same before. It's normal for you to feel afraid, Igor, don't worry about me being angry."

"You misunderstood, I'm just a little nervous."

"Really?" Azathoth was sitting in the co-pilot, and he could observe human expressions very carefully from the side of his head. "My anger that I can't control for a while may cause irreparable consequences. From the perspective of humans, I imagine Facing an existence that is difficult to overcome and difficult to control, most people's thoughts and behaviors can be traced. This does not require empathy at all, but simple analysis."

"You are also human, Igor. Just like the ancient humans feared fire and thunder, I don't think instinct is so easy to restrain and change."

Igor stared straight ahead and remained motionless: "So... have you ever thought about destruction?"

Look, all the topics always go around and go back to the original point.

I don't know how long ago, Azathoth and Igor also discussed this issue.

However, the fact is that no matter how close the relationship between them is, in the face of a huge power gap, the result of the discussion can only be two points: promises that cannot be fulfilled, and blind faith that is desperate.

Azathoth felt tired again.

Interact with people, communicate with people, try to communicate, try to understand.

Always such a difficult thing.

"I haven't thought about it." After a moment of silence, he still answered.

"No... cough." Igor's throat was hoarse again, he cleared his throat, and continued, "You misunderstood me. Offended... Have you ever thought that your life lacked 'life' passion, or is it equivalent to death?"

Azathoth hadn't thought about this question.

He was a little surprised and a little dazed, and saw his frowning shadow reflected in the car window.

"I hope you won't be angry because of my occasional speculation about your thoughts." Although Igor said so, he didn't mean to stop, "From the beginning I thought you might not be interested in human society, but now I've rebuffed my thinking a few times. You seem to lack enthusiasm for anything, and it's certainly not your fault that you're not getting your attention."

He paused, and said, "It's just, do you feel any difference when you fall asleep and when you wake up?"

"..."

"I believe you like me." Igor said in a low voice, it was still a bit embarrassing to say so directly, the tips of his ears were red again, but his expression was very serious, "You also gradually began to like the human species, but this A love is not indispensable to you, my life is too short compared to yours, and the time I can live with you may be less than one ten thousandth of your memory."

"Igor, Yuri is right, you are sometimes too modest."

"...We can discuss this point later." Igor tried his best to stare at the clouds outside the window, because he was a little dizzy after looking at it for too long, "Since you don't deny what I just said, do you think, He choked for a moment, and the circles of his eyes turned red for a moment, "I feel like I'm alive or dead, whether I exist or not, whether I'm asleep or awake, whether I can communicate... these are all indifferent things?"

Azathoth had nothing to say.

"You never want to destroy the world...you don't care at all." Igor's voice trembled, "You don't care about the survival instinct of creatures, the yearning for beautiful things, the pursuit of the future, the communication and discussion of love and hate .You do like humans, but in a situation where you don’t even have a clear self-existence—”

"It's not that serious." Azathoth fidgeted and pressed the chair under his buttocks, "I won't die, I won't get sick, and I won't fall asleep because I'm bored."

He talked and couldn't continue.

Because this promise is too false, he knows his own way of life so far, like a person standing outside a glass cabinet, feeling a share of other people's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys through the small display screen of Igor.During their less bonded days, he'd also loll and lie motionless in bed, thinking—that's no fun.

It's boring to live in this world like this.

But how strange, Azathoth thought he hid it well, but Igor knew it well.

What is even more strange is that this man is not worried about destroying the world when he is angry, but worried about destroying himself when he is bored.

Isn't it funny that the ants are worried that the lame elephant won't be able to cross the ditch?

Azathoth thought in a daze, and unconsciously gripped the seat cushion tightly.

The hover car is self-driving.

Neither the two absent-minded people nor the god cared about the dial with the shaking needles, and were all immersed in their own thoughts.

After a while, Igor held Azathoth's hand.

His hands were very cold, probably because of the emotional agitation just now, and there was still a little wet cold sweat. Azathoth could feel the beating pulse from his fingertips.

This hand is so powerful that it only held the shiny, beautifully shaped and well-designed pistol more than ten minutes ago.

It can easily take many human or non-human lives if necessary.

But Azathoth could only feel a certain uneasy tremor in it.

"It was the first time you were so angry just now." The owner of this hand said in a low and pleasant voice, "When I realized this, I actually felt joyful."